|What Nice Gentleman?|

As if to mock her, the morning came fast and much sooner than Malisha would have liked.

As promised, the work on her room began promptly and at the very crack of dawn when her mother came in to fling her outside even as the men that she had contracted for the work began to move the boxes and carry them outside. Unheeding of her warnings, her mother had even managed to rope her in, forcing her hand in helping supervise the handymen despite her earlier ...